If I die in this world, who will know something of me?

I am lost, no one knows
There's no trace of my yearning
If I die in this world
(But I must carry on)
Who will know something of me?
(Nothing worse can befall)
I am lost, no one knows
(All my fears, all my tears)
There's no trace of my yearning
(Tell my heart there's a hole)

I wear a void
Not even hope
A downward slope
Is all I see

I wear a void
(As long as breath comes from my mouth)
Not even hope
(I may yet stand the slightest chance)
A downward slope
(A shaft of light is all I need)
Is all I see
(To cease the darkness killing me)

A God incarnate, a city doomed

Though I scream,
It seems no one is able to hear me cry out in pain.

I have nothing to gain through my existence,
Yet I remain.

I am a being in constant pain
My scarred body constantly twisting and shifting to adapt to the enivroment, perpetually persisting.
When all I want is death.